Genres: Contemporary, Romance
Six months ago, I was happy. I was simply Naomi Carradine.
One month ago, I was admitted into a psych ward.
Yesterday, Lachlan visited me. Kissed me. And told me that I’m starting to lose my mind.
Hours later, Max haunted my thoughts, reminding me I’m not crazy and that he needs my help.
A few minutes ago, I drifted further from reality, trying to unravel the past.
And now...everyone thinks I’m insane. But, I know he's real, and I know he needs me.
Do you believe me?
This book was devastating. I had no idea what the hell was going on in the beginning. For a minute there I thought this book was going to be about witchcraft and wizardry, about a girl who is different, so she got sent to an asylum. Yeah, it seems ridiculous now that I’ve read it.
The story was bits and pieces, past and present, a total disconnect of thoughts and scenes for about the first third of the book. Then came the scene in the barn, and then I thought, “Oh, this isn’t a story about magic. This story is going to rip your fucking heart out.” Which is what it did. Ms. Read takes you on a ride down a dark and twisting road, where the conditions are so bleak that you don’t know which direction you’re driving until you crash into a fucking tree. It isn’t until the last few pages that you’ll regain consciousness, pick yourself up from the wreckage and realize what the fuck just happened to you. This book definitely isn’t a joyful read, but it is well thought out and beautifully written. I’ll definitely be reading it again with more alert eyes, since I now know what was really happening. All I can say is that if I were an author, I wouldn’t mind putting my name on this piece. I only wish that she’d given us a little more.